Chapter 506: Defeat the Five Elders

The 507th chapter defeats the five elders

"How can it be!"

Only after Sun Zhiliang raised his head, a series of ice crystals seemed to lie on the black mist thunder snake from the surface of the river with fierce flames. They burned all the way up. The speed was swift. Soon, the whole black snake that was thirty meters tall immediately turned into Ice sculptures reflect the icy blue luster under the sun.

If there are world-class ice sculpture masters here, I am afraid they will find a way to get this ice sculpture to a museum for exhibition.

Only in the next moment, the ice crystals began to crack and cracks, and immediately turned into huge ice cubes and fell down, smashing into the river, splashing huge water splashes.

Only then did Sun Zhiliang hurriedly retreat, pulling a distance, with a trace of fear and determination in his eyes.

Now that he has reached this point, he will kill Zhuo Bufan even desperately. If you run away now, in a few years, this kid will grow to an incredible realm, and then he can only hide in the mountains and dare not show up.

"Come back." Sun Zhiliang reached out and grabbed it, and a white staff flew into his hand.

Zhuo Bufan let out a cry and stared at the staff. Just now, even the black mist thunder snake was cut into nothingness with his sword, but it was strange that he didn't cut off the stick.

"Today, I will defeat you even if I try to fall into the realm." Sun Zhiliang stared at Zhuo Bufan fiercely. Quickly squeezing the Fajue with both hands, a series of black runes plunged into the staff like flowing water.

The original white staff was engraved with black runes, densely packed and spread all over the staff. For a while, a chill radiated from the staff, and even Zhuo Bufan felt a hint of coolness.

You must know that with his current martial arts realm, even if he takes off his clothes and soaks in a snowdrift in winter, he will not feel a trace of cold. The wand exudes not the ordinary coldness, but the chill that hits the human soul.

"This bone is the remnant bone of a monster I found in the desert. It has been tempered into a staff. After decades of nurture, there are countless virgin women's life sacrifices. This time I will let you taste it. My "Hundred Ghost Staff" is so powerful."

After Sun Zhiliang finished speaking, countless ghosts flew out of the staff suddenly, with hideous faces, flaring teeth and claws, exuding an aura of extreme resentment, a radius of thousands of meters was shrouded in darkness, and ghosts raged.

Even the Jiumen Admiral, Zhang Xiaocui, Bai Clan's elders and others standing on the mountain plateau suddenly changed their faces, feeling a strange coolness, which seemed to be able to freeze their souls.

Elder Sun frowned even more, and said in his heart: "The fifth elder actually took out the things at the bottom of the box." He had a vaguely unpleasant feeling.

"Zhuo Bufan, you know that the strongest martial artist is the true essence and the physical body. But what is the weakest? It is the mental power. The spiritual power of a person who practices magic is several times stronger than that of a martial artist. I can't hurt your physical body, but I It can destroy your mental power. After your soul falls, I will use your body to refine it into a puppet to make up for my loss."

"Really? Then you let the horse come over and try it."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth.

All these ghosts in the staff were brutally killed by the five elders, carrying endless resentment, and the most easily attacked were the souls of people, polluting their spiritual power. Just as Sun Zhiliang said, warriors focus on cultivating physique, but their mental power is relatively weak. If the soul fire is extinguished, only a body remains.

If within a month, he encountered so many resentful ghosts, Zhuo Bufan would still feel a headache, but in the Bai family, he had condensed his spiritual consciousness, and he also cultivated the world’s top demon **** Thunder Art. The spiritual consciousness was in the same period. Almost invincible in the realm.

"Take him for me." Sun Zhiliang shouted loudly.

The ghosts flying all over the sky suddenly made a miserable wailing sound and flew towards Zhuo Bufan. These sounds and ghosts can't hurt the real physical body, but they can hurt the soul.

Zhuo Bufan closed his eyes, condensed his divine sense in the void, gathered countless divine senses that radiated together, and ray of golden light gathered together from the void, actually condensed into a golden flying sword about half a meter. It flew out with a whistle, and instantly penetrated the seven ghosts that were pouring over.

These ghosts no longer have life and consciousness, just pure grievances.

The golden flying sword pierced dozens of ghosts in a short span of time, as if entering the realm of no one. The ghosts pierced by the golden sword dissipated between heaven and earth in an instant, and could no longer condense successfully.

"No...impossible, condensing divine consciousness is like essence, at least it is a means that the power of the virtual pill stage can display." Sun Zhiliang's eyes widened as if he was struck by lightning.

"Xu Danqi is also worthy of being called Da Neng, and I was not qualified to carry shoes back then." Zhuo Bufan sneered.

Sun Zhiliang thought that Zhizhu was in his grip and Zhuo Bufan was physically strong, so he attacked with spirit. He didn't expect that this guy was simply abnormal, and his martial arts spirit was so strong that he was simply not a human being.

The golden sword turned into a golden glow, dragging out a long golden light tail handle, and defeating the ghost as if piercing through a paper window. No ghost at all blocked the power of the golden sword. This golden sword was condensed with divine consciousness, and it was cultivated by the Demon God's Thunder Art. It was born with thunder attributes and had the function of suppressing evil spirits. Ghost resentment was extremely afraid of thunder and lightning.

Sun Zhiliang held Fajue with his palm so fiercely that he pressed it against the surface of the water. He immediately swept his body and flew towards the cliff. He knew that these ghosts could resist Zhuo Bufan for a while. Not anymore.

Elder Sun and a group of his men showed fear, and even Sun Zhiliang had to escape.

At this moment, a group of people in black ran in, with another girl in white casual clothes with a ponytail, "Elder Sun, Ye Ziqin was rescued, and only this girl was found. I heard that She is Zhuo Bufan’s mistress."

Bai Zantang's expression changed and he shouted: "Xiao Rui, you dare to arrest people and threaten us."

After all, Bai Zhantang squeezed his fists with both hands, like a violent beast, suddenly rushed to Elder Sun and others, and Elder Sun slapped him lightly. After all, Elder Sun is a master-level master. Bai Zhantang fisted in front of him, but he was beaten upside down. Get out.

At this time, a water curtain on the soles of the feet gathered above the head, covering Zhuo Bufan, trapping him like a water prison.

Sun Zhiliang took a look, took a breath, and sucked Bai Rui into the palm of his hand, frowning.

"Fifth Elder, how about using this woman to threaten Zhuo Bufan?" Elder Sun said.

Sun Zhiliang smiled bitterly. When Zhuo Bufan and the masters of his realm have already seen through the life and death of mortals, they have a tenacious inquisitive heart, and regard human life as a stubborn, how can they submit to a woman and make the most of this woman? Delayed time to escape.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan broke the water prison with a punch, holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand, rushing through the waves in the river, pulling a long white mark behind him.